Ode to Halloween Candy
Your bright packaging draws my eye
Orange, black, silver, and gold
I try to look away but a glint of light
Catches on your cellophane and foil
“Come to me”, you call
“No”, I say. “I need you not”.
“You do need me. You know you do!”
“I shouldn’t”, I say. But even as I say these words,
I look down to find you in my hands.
Feeling much like Alice in her Rabbit Hole
“Eat Me”, is what you seem to say.
Unlike Alice, I know which way I will grow
Bigger and bigger and bigger
“It’s only once a year. Surely, it’s okay…”
The wrapper crinkles in my hand. It tempts my very core.
As I feel the package tear into two, the chocolate grazes…
“Mommy. May I have a piece of candy?”
“Of course, dear. Please take this one”
Aah. Disaster averted. (Until next year).
Yeah, it’s been calling to me and I’ve been eating myself into a sugar stupor!
It has a VERY loud voice!!!!
Traci
I really enjoyed it!
Thanks for sharing it!
Hope you had a great weekend and have a lovely week ahead.
B xx
Betty,
You and I share a love for food. Of course, you wax rhapsodically about beautiful homemdae pasta and fruit and I go on and on about cheap Halloween candy. Alas!
Love you my friend!
You are too nice, I would say, “Go get your own.”
Remind me to never get between you and candy — LOL!
Traci
My daughter always gets me with “Mommy, can I have one of each kind…and you can too. I’ll make some tea and it will be a tea party”
How can I say no to that?
You can’t. It is your duty as a mom to join in candy and tea parties! Tee hee hee.
Traci
Olivia stole a peanut butter cup out of my hand the other day and I was so grateful!
Thank goodness for kids!
Traci
I bought 5 HUGE bags of candy after Halloween. The calories are slashed in half just like the price, right? RIGHT????
I love it – and can relate all too well!
Hah! You are much stronger than I am. I give in. Every. Single. Time. And yes, I do know which way I will grow. Le sigh.
We need to start a Halloween Candy Anonymous! Haha!
Traci
That’s adorable. My recent late-night dips into the TOT bags are….embarrassing to say the least. I have NO self control. None.